C11 Sweat dampened skins

Alejandro slid lower on the mattress, surveying her intently, his cheekbones harshly accentuated. ‘No. I can't get enough of you. Come here.’ He reached out with a determined hand and brought her close, not giving her time to respond to what was more of a command than a request. ‘I want you,’ he admitted roughly. ‘Do you have any idea how much I want you?’

‘I’m here,’ she whispered